I Don't Like Tuesdays

In fact, I fucking HATE Tuesdays. 

The day went okay until three o'clock, when I had the first of my two 9th grade classes. 

I held it together until the end of the last class, and have just calmed down now (nearly an hour later).  A little primal screaming during my commute helped. 

Now I'm going to wash my face and gather my sweet children from the after-school day care program.   Maybe later I'll write about things that made me laugh during the first part of the day. 

Comments

[coldbear]

I'm glad you still want to blog on what made you laugh.

Breathe, all will be ok...

[bee]

I'm so sorry. I do admire you, though. You keep on...keepin' on! I had a major meltdown this morning and stayed home from work and I don't even have any stressors in my life. So you see, you are strong! I am a total wuss. Mais un bon journee a vous demain. Peut-etre on va aller au Super Cul pour rire!

[angel]

you should write about funny stuff that happened today, remembering it might make it not such a horrible day!

[Thomas]

Just keepreminding yourself that you were that string through the enitre day. You CAN make it through a whole one without any interruptions. You are the master, they are the learners... Also, you could drive an ice pick in their eye socket if you choose to... (grin)

[Allan]

I recommended she carry a baseball bat all day, but she didn't have one.

But an ice pick might be easier to wield.

Nice call, Thomas.

[newwavegurly]

I was thinking that she could put something in the school lunches so that at least her afternoon classes would be a lot easier to deal with. :D

[Allan]

Saltpeter?

[Yibbyl]

How about turkey?

[celia blue]

As Winnie the Pooh said, "there are days when spelling Tuesday doesn't even count." Seemingly that would be Tuesday for you! Me? I think that the whole month of February is just alot of Tuesdays.